In the dim stairwell, Wen Zhong was engulfed by the rising human skin balloons, and Fang Diyuan and Wang Muyou were also involved.
When they were completely wrapped by the balloons, they discovered that the number of these balloons was quite abnormal, much more than they had seen with the naked eye before. It was as if these balloons did not exist in reality, but as Wen Zhong speculated,
Existing in a deeper ghost realm.
But what was even more terrifying was that Wen Zhong saw that these human skin balloons began to merge into a whole, as if they were going to turn into a prison sewn from human skin and trap the three of them alive inside.
The space left for them around them is getting smaller and smaller, and the pressure brought by the balloon is getting heavier and heavier. They are like bricks falling into the cement, about to be completely buried, leaving them no room for resistance.
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Wen Zhong felt that all the bones in his body were creaking. In this environment, a word suddenly came to his mind - buried alive.
The only difference is that he was buried alive by the balloon instead of buried deep underground.
"Damn it." With an angry shout, Wen Zhong began to try to resist.
But his struggle is doomed to be in vain. Only ghosts can deal with ghosts. Likewise, if he wants to get out of trouble, he can only rely on supernatural power.
It's just that the ghost realm has been tightly restricted, and the ghost pupils are of no use at all. Even if he forcibly removes the balloons around him, if he removes one balloon, there will immediately be a second one on top, which is endless.
If this situation continues, there is no need to wait for the evil ghosts at the bottom to take action. Sooner or later, they will die due to lack of oxygen. Of course, it is more likely to be crushed to death by the balloon.
"Fang Diyuan! Wang Muyou!" Wen Zhong shouted, and at the same time, a strange sound of electricity came from his body again. He used the radio for the second time in a short period of time, and he was already risking his life.
The pale ghost hand was exposed, the surrounding space was slightly distorted, and the air seemed to turn into a whirlpool. At this moment, ripples filled with supernatural power spread to the surroundings with Wen Zhong as the center point.
The balloon that touched the ripples seemed to be twisted by a pair of invisible hands and changed its shape. It immediately dispersed and was no longer close to Wen Zhong, leaving him some room to breathe.
On the other side, Fang Diyuan has woken up. Compared to Wen Zhong, who is a little embarrassed, there are not many balloons gathered around him, and they are still within the range that he can handle.
"Mr. Wen, you have to get out of trouble as soon as possible, otherwise you will really be trapped and die here." Fang Diyuan said as he stretched out his dark palm to pat the balloon beside him.
The balloon he photographed seemed to have lost some supernatural power and became light and floating around.
"I understand the truth. Unless we use the ghost realm, we can't get out." Wen Zhong was also not idle. The supernatural powers of the ghost hands collided with the supernatural powers of the balloon ghost. The supernatural confrontation was still going on.
"But I can't use the ghost realm here. What about Wang Muyou? Is he still alive now?"
Wen Zhong couldn't see Wang Muyou's condition clearly, he could only see countless balloons wrapping him.
What responded to him was a crescent moon. It seemed that Wang Muyou was not in a good situation at this time. At least there were more balloons surrounding him than Wen Zhong and Fang Diyuan combined.
But for now, there is no doubt that they have the upper hand, but they are just hanging on for a while, because their frequent use of the power of the ghosts will eventually cause the ghosts to revive, but the ghosts will not.
"Fang Diyuan, Wang Muyou, you two buy some time for me!"
He decided to try his previous guess. If his guess was correct, he should be able to escape from here. If his guess was wrong, it would just advance his death.
This is definitely a big gamble. If you win, you will live, if you lose, you will die. There is no third way.
Accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing and the sound of electric current, the gray lifeless light quickly began to fill the entire human skin prison. With the help of the radio, Wen Zhong managed to cover every corner of the ghost realm.
Wen Zhong's eyes were scarlet, and he had no way out at this time.
"Although I don't know what you are going to do, you have to do it as soon as possible, otherwise you will really be trapped and die here." Fang Diyuan shouted to Wen Zhong.
He swatted away the surrounding balloons with great difficulty. It was no longer as easy as it was at the beginning. He didn't know whether it was because the balloons had become heavier or because his right hand was approaching a certain limit. In short, Fang Diyuan's entire right arm had become a piece of
Pitch black.
Upon seeing this, Wen Zhong raised his right hand, and a white flash of light that far exceeded the previous one lit up from the palm of his hand. Upon closer inspection, the color of this white light gradually became darker, as if it was covered with a layer of blood.
What the ghost pupil originally needed to absorb was blood, but after being controlled by Wen Zhong, it began to absorb the ghost bacteria in Wen Zhong's body. Therefore, it could replace the ghost and the ghost bacteria to form a fragile balance.
But now, Wen Zhong began to take the initiative to break this balance. He needed to stimulate the ghost bacteria to awaken. To be more precise, he needed more power from the ghosts.
The light emitted by the ghost pupils at this moment was already a dead gray. The skin and flesh on the palm of his right hand were rolling, and the ghost bacteria had almost completely swallowed his right hand.
"The ghost pupil can absorb other supernatural beings to strengthen itself, just like the original ghost and the current ghost fungus. It can be perfectly combined without any rejection reaction, so I can most likely use the ghost fungus to splice it together to form
A new kind of supernatural."
The ghost fungus has no entity, and is more like a curse eroding his body. What Wen Zhong has to do now is to splice the ghost fungus and ghost pupils together. He is not sure whether he can succeed. If he fails, he will probably die immediately.
"Before in the ghost forest, I had the experience of splicing ghost corpses and ghost people together, and I also own a radio. This thing is like an insurance, which can increase my probability of success. If this still fails...
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Wen Zhong did not continue to think about it.
He took a deep breath. At this time, his body was shrouded in the gray light emitted by the ghost eyes, and the ghost bacteria were constantly eroding his body.
Immediately afterwards, the smell of mold and blood began to spread quickly in this human skin prison.
However, Wen Zhong was initially replaced by ghost corpses in the streaming state. Ghosts cannot be killed. Although the erosion of ghost bacteria and the cold light emitted by ghost pupils are extremely dangerous, they are not enough to kill a fierce ghost.
Moreover, under the restless sound of the radio current, his consciousness was very clear at this time, and he was still trying to control the conflict between the two supernatural forces.
At the next moment, the gray light emitted by the rampaging ghost bacteria and ghost eyes converged at the same time, and now there was a stable trend.